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　　Chapter 619: That is the shame of my life!

　　Xueluo carefully unfurled the painting, and cautiously presented it in front of Hetun.

　　"Mr. Xing, look carefully at this painting. Do you know who this man is?"

　　Hetun's eyes instantly became serious. He stared deeply at the slightly yellowish portrait in front of him … Although it was just a simple outline, Hetun was an insider. It was still easy for him to distinguish the people on the painting if he wanted to.

　　Xueluo paid close attention to the minute expressions Hetun had when he saw the portrait:

　　Silence! Silence! There was a long silence!

　　Although Xueluo was still unable to figure out what exactly this Hetun was feeling, but Xueluo could see that this Hetun was attentively looking at this portrait.

　　Therefore, Xueluo decided to artificially add a few lines to the emotional narration.

　　"Mr. Xing, this portrait was painted by mother Feng herself! She has always kept your portrait. After all these years, you've misunderstood your mother! Actually, Mother Feng loves you dearly. "

　　Xueluo felt that he had added just the right amount of words into the conversation.

　　If Hetun were to pay close attention, he would naturally listen to her words.

　　Slowly, one of the Hetun's big palms came over. The rough and strong hands looked a little barbaric, not gentle at all.

　　Hetun's finger lightly touched the drawing paper, but then it stiffly stopped, and with a slight stiffness, he retracted it.

　　At this moment, the world of Hetun was at peace.

　　It was so peaceful that only this painting could be seen!

　　Through this portrait, Hetun seemed to be able to see the woman painting under the lamp …

　　Does the heart have a ferocious tiger sniffing the rhythm of the rose?

　　Xueluo liked the peaceful Hetun.

　　The ruthlessness and viciousness in his eyes faded away. When he looked at the painting, his eyes also seemed to become exceptionally gentle.

　　This ruthless man still revealed his warm side in front of love.

　　As if feeling that he had brewed enough, Xueluo wanted to further transform the Hetun. He wanted to let go of the knot in his heart and let Feng Xinglang go, the child of his beloved woman!

　　But, Xueluo had forgotten one thing …

　　"Mr. Xing, Mother Feng has always loved you … That's why she drew your portrait, collected it all by herself, and took a peek at the people who think about it. "